20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 458 Foreign Guanyin

I watched Western movies late at night.

After returning to the hotel from the tea house, everyone kept talking about the movies they had just watched. Until they walked up the stairs, everyone was still unfinished and filled with emotions.

Li Zhengxi said bluntly: "Huzi, no wonder your friend changed his career. This Western shadow play is indeed quite interesting. It is much more enjoyable than the shadow puppet show."

Although Chuanghu was also excited, he said inexplicably worriedly: "It's good, but the shadow puppetry is not bad either. It's a pity that such good skills are thrown away like this."

"Pull him down. What's the use of good craftsmanship? Making money is the real thing. If his master is really capable, will he starve to death?"

A few people smiled and didn't take it seriously.

To be honest, from ancient times to the present, there have been many lost and declining martial arts skills.

It's a pity that I don't know, but one thing is certain: unless the master keeps it secret, there will probably be no successors because of three words - not making money!

After all, the founder of the business didn't think much about it when he started doing business. It was really just for a bowl of rice.

Nowadays, movies are gradually emerging, the old and the new are alternating, the fittest survive, those who can hold it stay, and those who cannot hold it don’t blame others.

Regardless of whether they are new or old, they are all about digging out cakes from the ground. If you don’t try to change the old skills, you just lie on the ground and roll around in a pitiful way. That would be a disgrace to your ancestor!

Xue Yingqing concluded that the film industry would definitely be a profitable business in the future. No matter what others thought, she decided to do this business.

Jiang Lianheng also had the same plan.

There are not many movies in the Far East nowadays, they are just new stuff and there is no way to lose money. Not only can they make money, but they can also cast a blind eye on intelligence transactions. There is no reason not to get involved in the film industry.

However, Jiang Lianheng's attempt to cooperate with Fan Sibai Lianqi was not just to gather information for Lao Zhang, but also for the Jiang family's own consideration.

Since he is a hawk and a dog, he is looking for his own escape!
Over the years, from exposing the Qing Hui Party to secretly investigating the Manchu clan, the Jiang family has offended both sides and only works for Lao Zhang. Unknowingly, it has become a part of the Fengzhang Group. It can be said that: one is prosperous and everyone is prosperous. If one loses, both will suffer.

However, the current situation is turbulent and no one can predict what changes will happen in the future. Intelligence is the basis for response.

Jiang Lianheng knew this very well, and of course he would not skimp on spending on this matter.

Similarly, taking on the "foreign Guanyin" is not just for the business of the brothel.

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At noon the next day, Sheng Baoku arrived as promised.

The old man had prepared the carriage in advance, and his destination was the so-called Shuangcheng Mansion Hanako Fang.

Because he had to leave the port area temporarily, the little follower from before followed him silently.

Jiang Lianheng pretended to be confused, and said a few polite words to Lao Qian'er as usual without asking any questions, and then asked Xue Yingqing and others to get in the car as soon as possible.

There was silence all the way, and after an hour or so, everyone got out of the car one after another.

When he looked up, he saw a red lacquered door panel and a gold-lettered signboard. Sure enough, it was: Shuangcheng Mansion Beggars' Office!

Sheng Baoku chuckled and said: "Boss Jiang, Shopkeeper Xue, this is the territory of the local beggar gang leader. We will pick up the 'foreign Guanyin' in this courtyard today."

"This guy arrived at the Yamen Gate really quickly. The power of this group is not small!"

Jiang Lianheng pretended to be amazed and echoed.

Looking around, in terms of area alone, Shuangcheng Mansion Beggar's House can be regarded as a large mansion, located on the edge of the city suburbs.

At this moment, the courtyard door was ajar, and on the steps under the eaves, squatting were two unkempt beggars. They were wrapped in tattered cotton clothes and stuffed with urala grass. The expressions on their faces were as if someone owed him money. They were awesome and coaxing. The virtue of coaxing.

Not far outside the courtyard gate, there was a covered carriage and two longboard donkey carts parked. A strong man wearing a dog-skin hat was taking care of the animals there.

beard?

Jiang Lianheng frowned.

Before he had time to think about it, Sheng Baoku led a few people to the gate of the compound, cupped his hands and fists at the two beggars holding the door, and said politely:

"Two brothers have worked hard. I'm looking for Mr. Zhan. These are all old friends who came online. We made an agreement yesterday to come over and take a look at the goods today."

This was said very politely, but I don't know whether it was because Lao Qian'er's popularity online was too poor, or because the doorman was too pretentious. When they heard the noise, the two of them just raised their eyelids slightly, then twisted their faces and looked lazily towards He gestured twice behind his back, but other than that, he didn't even say a word.

Sheng Baoku didn't mind, and still happily led everyone into the courtyard.

There are five thatched houses on each side of the outer courtyard. Even in the depths of winter, the stench is still high. Fortunately, it is daylight and the beggars have gone out.

To everyone's surprise, there were seven or eight corpses frozen indigo piled in the corner of the yard. They looked young and naked, stacked against the wall like stacks of firewood.

Xue Yingqing quickly covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Li Zhengxi frowned, subconsciously touched Browning in his arms, and asked, "Why are there still dead people here?"

"Brother, what I'm asking is, in which winter won't a few freeze to death?" Sheng Baoku walked in the front and replied nonchalantly.

"There are some who freeze to death, but we can't just leave them piled up in the courtyard like this!"

"Hey, it's freezing cold here. It's not easy to dig a hole. Who knows how many people will die. When spring comes, Master Zhan will send people to bury them together."

Hearing this, Li Zhengxi suddenly felt disgust in his heart.

Just as he was about to say something else, Jiang Lianheng suddenly slapped him hard on the shoulder and reminded him in a deep voice: "Xifeng, even if you don't understand the rules set by others, it's not your turn to talk."

While they were talking, several people came to the second gate of the outer courtyard.

When I opened the door, I saw that the house in the inner courtyard was decorated with carved beams and beams, but it was a completely different world.

There were two people standing at the door of the main room. Although they were also dressed in ragged coats, their demeanor no longer looked like that of a beggar.

As usual, Sheng Baoku walked over with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brothers. These are the buyers mentioned yesterday. Please come into the house and inform Mr. Zhan. Thank you very much."

This time, the two doormen were quite polite. They first nodded to Jiang Lianheng and others and said "wait a moment" before turning around and entering the room to report.

Soon, a deep and vigorous voice came from the main hall:

"It's such a cold day, what else are you reporting? Please quickly invite people in to keep warm!"

Hearing this, Sheng Baoku immediately turned sideways with a smile, turned around and said: "Boss Jiang, Shopkeeper Xue, and a few brothers, please come in quickly!"

Jiang Lianheng said a few words of concession, then stepped across the threshold and led Xue Yingqing and others into the main hall.

Starting from the Madier Hotel, it took a long time until now, and several people finally met Zhang Quanxiang, the leader of the Shuangcheng Beggar Gang.

The old man is fifty years old. He has a ruddy face and a head full of white hair, but it is extremely thick. The hair is as hard as nails and stands straight at the roots. He looks more energetic, but his front teeth are missing. Two, the words are leaking, and the momentum is missing.

The person is sitting in a rocking chair, closing his eyes and meditating, smoking a dry pipe, and playing with the "whip stick" that symbolizes the supreme authority of the Hanako Tuan.

Four little girls surrounded him, rubbing their shoulders and legs, lighting cigarettes and pouring tea. The little girl had frostbite all over her face and hands.

Standing behind the rocking chair was a man in his thirties, with small eyes like date stones and a face that looked like a jester. This is Mr. Zhan’s adopted son, named Guan Fu.

There was also a middle-aged man wearing a dog-skin hat in the guest seat with a big mouth. He was looking curiously towards the door. As soon as he saw Xue Yingqing, his eyes immediately became lewd. But then he caught a glimpse of the head knife behind him, and he suddenly He was startled, and the expression on his face became a bit solemn.

Zhan Ye knew that someone had entered the house, but he still closed his eyes and meditated.

It wasn't until Jiang Lianheng's figure shrouded him that he opened his eyes in surprise, staggered to his feet with the support of his adopted son Guan Fu, and clasped his hands with a smile.

"Oh, this is Boss Jiang, right?"

"Master Zhan."

"That's so polite. I've heard of you, Da Man'er from Fengtian!"

"No, no, no, no, no, how dare you call me Man'er in front of seniors!"

The two parties talked about the dials, exchanged greetings with each other, drank tea and warmed up by the fire. Lao Qianer made an introduction in the middle, and the atmosphere seemed extremely harmonious.

Master Zhan turned around and waved, and introduced to everyone: "This is my godson Guan Fu. Boss Jiang knows him well. I'm afraid he will go to Fengtian someday. I will ask you to take care of him then."

"Boss Jiang, and everyone, nice to meet you!"

Guan Fu punched everyone in response and said hard work, but his little eyes kept wandering around Xue Yingqing's body.

"It should be right. If Brother Guan is free to come to Fengtian in the future, be sure to inform him in advance." Jiang Lianheng smiled, then turned to look at the dog-skin hat, and then asked, "Then who is..."

Zhan Ye sat down on the rocking chair again, and while filling the pipe pot with shredded tobacco, he raised his hand and gestured twice, and said with a smile: "This surname is Pang. If Boss Jiang wants to take over the 'foreign Guanyin', he is the real owner, and the business This matter needs to be discussed between the two of you."

Everyone was slightly confused.

Jiang Lianheng didn't seem surprised. From the moment he entered the door, he had a vague feeling that there were actually two groups of people in the yard.

Sheng Baoku quickly explained: "Boss Jiang, Shopkeeper Xue, and Master Zhan mainly want to use us as a venue. This place is quiet and we are not afraid of anyone coming to check."

Master Zhan took two puffs of dry cigarette and nodded thoughtfully: "Our Huazi Tuan in Shuangchengzi is half an official, and I can barely be half an official. This is such an unsightly business, so I'll give it to you." Whether the guarantor can be negotiated depends on the wishes of both parties. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the dog-skin hat named Pang stood up and said hello to Jiang Lianheng and others.

"Don't worry, brothers. It's not the first day I've been in this business, and there's Mr. Zhan here as guarantee. The rice crops are being stacked in the side room right now. If Boss Jiang wants to take a look, I'll take you there right now. "

Jiang Lianheng looked at his attire and couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Brother, do you like to eat horizontal bars? Which mountain top are you on?"

Hearing this, Dog Skin Hat immediately clasped his fists and apologized: "I'm sorry, taking over the business of 'Foreign Guanyin' involves a lot of things. The boss of the mountain has something to say first. If you don't tell the truth, please bear with me!"

"Don't worry, Boss Jiang!"

Mr. Zhan was sitting in the rocking chair and suddenly took over the conversation and said: "Brother Pang is a handsome man. He has been involved in the business of 'foreign Guanyin' for countless times. I was the guarantee. He can run away. Can I still run? Just look for me!"

Sheng Baoku also joined in and said, "Boss Jiang, Shopkeeper Xue, you really don't have to worry. With Mr. Zhan and I as guarantees, there will definitely be no problem!"

"How about we go to the side room to see the seedlings first?" Dogskin Hat suggested as he walked to the door.

Jiang Lianheng and others looked at each other, nodded hesitantly, and then followed Lao Pang out of the main room.

In fact, whether or not to disclose the bandit's ID number is just a matter of sincerity. If the other party really has any malicious intentions, there is no need to hide it.

Crossing the yard, several people, led by dog-skin hats, came to the west wing of the first room.

Pushing open the two door panels, and entering the inner room from the outer room, I saw six or seven Maozi women sitting in a row along the edge of the kang, their wrists were tied behind their backs and they were strung together in a row. Behind them, two rice seedlings were sitting cross-legged. Hu bandit.

"Stand up, stand up, the buyer is here to see the goods!" Dogskin Hat shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door.

Hearing the noise, the two gangsters who were looking at the rice fields immediately jumped down from the kang, wah, bah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, cursed at the rice farmers, and finally, as if they were driving animals, they dragged the six or seven women to the ground, facing the fire kang, and The words are arranged.

The dog-skin hat turned sideways, raised his hand, and said with a smile: "Boss Jiang, please come in and take a look at these. If you don't like them, we still have them in the east wing!"

Jiang Lianheng and Xue Yingqing led people into the back room, sat on the edge of the kang, raised their eyes, and looked at the row of seedlings in front of them one by one.

These women have been kidnapped by the bandits for who knows how long. Now they no longer cry, make fuss, or yell. Their faces have no other expression except numbness and sluggishness.

All of them were pale, with sunken cheeks. They looked like they had suffered from hunger and cold. Their facial features, which were originally high noses, deep eyes, and well-defined, now looked even more rugged and thin. But even so, their thick frames still make them look tall.

Red hair, black hair, chestnut hair, blue eyes, gray eyes, brown eyes... No matter what color they are, they all look gray at the moment.

The clothes he wore were no different from those of the beggars in the courtyard, and there was no hint of exotic style.

Several women are very old. Maybe they are not actually very old, but they look very old, especially the corners of their eyes and the wrinkles on their necks. Their roughness is comparable to that of the elders.

"These four are worth fifteen yuan, and these two are worth twenty!"

The dog-skin hat divided the "foreign Guanyin" into two groups and asked with a smile: "Boss Jiang, is there anyone you like?"

The price is quite expensive. A half-year-old child in the countryside of Guan Nei can buy it for only two or three yuan. If he looks outstanding, it will only cost seven or eight yuan. Of course, this is not a matter of money.

Xue Yingqing frowned and complained with a look of disgust: "What is this! Why are you trying to tell the boss about your wife? Take this kind of thing back, let alone do business, if you don't scare away the customers, I Just burn the incense!”

The dog-skin hat chuckled, but said: "This is... Oh, shopkeeper Xue! Don't look at them looking at them now, in fact, the foreign devils all look the same. You can take them back and raise them for two days, and when they have some flesh on their faces, If you take care of it carefully, it will definitely be good to carry it out. Isn’t this thing just for the sake of freshness?”

"Come on, does it look good? You can tell at a glance. If this big frame really needs to be fed, will it still turn into a pig?"

"Eat less, one meal will make you hungry twice!"

"Forget it, forget it!" Xue Yingqing waved his hand and said, "Looking at the looks in their eyes, they almost lost their dignity. Their faces were drooped, as if they were in the grave. If they really want to take them back, they might go crazy again. I’m sick!”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the two gangsters looking at the seedlings immediately slapped the female Maozi several times.

"Smile, you fucking smile!"

Seeing this, Sheng Baoku quickly moved closer to the dog-skin hat and whispered: "Oh, brother, stop using it! Didn't I tell Mr. Zhan that Boss Jiang and Shopkeeper Xue are not short of money? If you are good, Get them all quickly!”

"Really?" The man surnamed Pang was slightly startled, "I guess Mr. Zhan is old and forgot to tell me."

Jiang Lianheng was greatly disappointed when he saw this vote for "Foreign Guanyin", so he couldn't help but urge: "Brother, do you have any other rice seedlings under your hands? Forget it if you don't have any. It's not that brothers don't support me, the key is you." These are really hard to watch!”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Dogskin Hat immediately shouted back: "But you get what you pay for, Boss Jiang, the bright pan'er is precious!"

"Bring it out and have a look before we talk!"

"Okay, Laoguai, go to that house and bring those little girls over to me!"

The brother looking at the seedlings responded and quickly walked out of the door.

Shao Qing listened to the door opening and closing again, only to see that he had brought in four or five more "foreign Guanyin". However, this "Foreign Guanyin" looked obviously younger and more handsome. There was no hemp rope tied to his hands. She was also wearing Western attire.

Everyone's eyes lit up and they subconsciously sat upright.

The dog-skin hat named Pang introduced them one by one with a smile:
"Boss Jiang, Shopkeeper Xue, how do you two take a look at these? Let me introduce to you, this is Karenina, this is Ekaterina, this is Aksinya, and this is Nata Leah...don't blame me for asking a high price, these are the nobles from Maozi!"

(End of this chapter)